Chapter 4

“My, my, aren’t you the sleepyhead?” Sarah’s mother, Ellie, mentioned it as she made breakfast.

“I didn’t sleep well because of the thunderstorm,” Sarah partly admitted. “Wow, look at you!”

Ellie was dressed in a soft cotton sundress with low-cut buttons. The mounds of her nipples proved she wore no undergarments. They could easily see the inner halves of her exposed breasts as her arms moved, preparing a big breakfast. The hem stopped well above the knee, allowing a view of her slender legs.

“It’s quite hot, and I want to feel cool,” she reasoned.

“Good morning, Mom, how come Dad didn’t wake me for morning chores?” Donny asked. He had to hold back his comments as he eyed her revealing cleavage.

“We didn’t sleep well either. Your father had to tend to the barn during the storm. There won’t be morning chores anymore. We’ll explain in a few minutes.”

Sarah greeted Donny with a hug and kiss, the scent of sex still on their breath. “What’s with you two? You never hang out with each other in the mornings,” Ellie observed.

“We’re just grateful the storm didn’t cause us any damage. At least it wasn’t another tornado,” Sarah replied with another kiss on Donny’s cheek. He could feel her press her young breast against his arm.

“Sure is going to be another hot one out today,” their dad, Samuel, mentioned upon entering the farmhouse kitchen. He wiped the sweat from his brow as Ellie looked at his muscular frame.

Ellie served breakfast, but the atmosphere seemed muted by their parents.

Ellie sat on Sam’s lap, his arm around her, just below her breasts. Donny had a perfect view of his mom’s revealing breasts, almost seeing her nipple.

“Kids, we have some important news that will affect all our lives,” Sam began. “We have tried and tried to keep our farm in operation, but the past few years and this spring and summer have finally done us in. The bank is foreclosing on our farm, and we will soon have to move.”

Sam began teasingly unfastening the buttons on Ellie’s dress from the hem up.

“We have to move?” Sarah cried. “Where can we possibly live?”

“Your dad is taking the bus this afternoon to visit his brother, your uncle Richard. You know that he lives near Tampa Bay, Florida. Your uncle has offered your dad a job on his fruit farm. He is going to see him and the vacant house we can live in.”

Sam’s teasing Ellie caused the material to fall to the sides, revealing her slender legs to Donny. She knew Sam was teasing her, but she wasn’t going to stop him.

“We have to leave our friends?” Sarah asked.

“Yes, I’m afraid so, but you’ll make new ones, and you’ll have your cousins to become friends with, plus a new school to make more friends.”

“Do they have tornadoes there?” She asked.

“Very seldom, but they do get the occasional hurricane.”

“At least you have more warning for a hurricane than a tornado. Several times we’ve almost had a tornado hit our home.”

“I know; we’ve been lucky that way,” Sam added. “Our home had barely a scratch, yet the farmhouse next to us is completely destroyed. Unfortunately, that part of the country does get frequent thunderstorms, and I know how you hate them.”

“That’s okay, Daddy. Donny is helping me deal with thunderstorms. “He’d be able to help me more often in Florida,” she said, smiling at her brother.

His gaze on his mother’s revealing body was interrupted by the mention of his name. His dad continued revealing her legs without opposition. He couldn’t help but look as the darkened V shape became higher and higher.

Ellie dangled her legs to either side of Sam’s, her bare pussy perilously close to being exposed.

“Do we have to sell or leave Sadie behind? I love her; she’s my horse,” Sarah wondered.

“We’ll see, but we only have the old truck to move all our belongings in one move. At least we’ll have room for Buck. He’s a good dog and protector.”